Fractured (by N.O Darling) novel Chapter 275

Chapter 0275 

Josie’s POV ** 

Mason finally drifts off to sleep with a contented look on face. I slip out of the bed and look at him with a smile. He’s so handsome, especially when he is relaxed like this, I turn to creep out of the room when I realise the predicament I’m in. Mason destroyed my clothes, and although my molecular manipulation gift is good, it’s not that good. I have no idea which scraps of fabric go with each item of clothing. 

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I pick up a pillow and hold it to my front, before creeping to the door and listening for any movement on the other side of it. I can hear people nearby, they’re in bedrooms, but that doesn’t mean they won’t come out before I can make it to my room safely. 

It’s times like this that I wish I’d trained harder at porting myself, but it seems, no matter how many times I tried, I just couldn’t master it unless it was a place of great importance to me, like my childhood home. 

“Theo,” I ask into the mind link. 

“What’s up, Babe?” He responds. 

“Are you busy?” I ask. 

“Not really, I’m still watching Luke, watch a screen. Why?” 

“I need you to bring me some clothes to the room Mace is sleeping in, bring him some too,” I say. 

“Are you naked?” he asks. 

“Yes, and we have no clothes in here.” 

“I’m already on my way,” he says, and I hear him a few moments later. He must be using his gift to get up here so fast. 

I step back from the door in case he bursts through it, and wait, my eyes drawn to the laptop screen on the vanity. The blinking light is moving slowly across the large building. It’s the first time it has moved in hours. They might be taking Archie to Harper. I move closer to the screen, holding my breath as I wait, praying the alarm is about to go off, signalling that he has set off the alert. 

The bedroom door opens, and I gesture to the screen when my eyes land on Theo’s. He moves to my side, holding a bundle of clothes to his chest. 

“It’s moving,” he whispers and I nod. 

The blinking dot continues to move for a few seconds before it comes to a stop. 

“Maybe it’s a bathroom break?” Theo says. 

“Could be,” I sigh, “Thanks for bringing the clothes. I was about to make a run for our room wearing a pillow.” 

“I’d have liked to see that, but I think I like this view better,” he says, his eyes roaming over my body appreciatively as he holds a bra out to me. 

I take the bra and put it on before he hands me my panties, his eyes never leaving me whilst I dress as he slowly hands me each piece of clothing. Once I’m fully dressed, he turns to Mace with the rest of the clothes. 

“Damn,” he groans, just now noticing Mason is also completely naked. 

Theo places the clothes on the chair in front of the laptop and then looks at me with a frown. 

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“you know Mason has clothes on the floor down here?” he says, pointing to a bundle of discarded clothes. 

1 almost slap myself in the head. Of course, he does. He was wearing nothing but his shorts when I came in here. 

“I didn’t even think to look for those, sorry for wasting your time,” 1 sigh. 

“Absolutely not a waste of time, I’m always happy to help, especially if you are naked,” he grins. 

“Come on, let’s let him sleep,” I say, reaching over to close the laptop so it doesn’t wake him if the alarm goes off and it’s just a teleport. 

Just as the screen meets the keyboard, the alarm begins to blare, and I curse as the laptop shuts off. I open screen back up quickly to be met with the lock screen. 

“What’s the password?” I ask in a panic. 

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“220408,” Mason responds, rushing up behind me as I type in Harper’s date of birth, and we wait for the page to load back up. 

“What happened?” Mace asks. 

“I don’t know, I was closing it when it went off, but it was too late to stop it shutting down,” I say. 

The screen slowly loads up the satellite map we had been looking at before, but this time there is no blinking red dot. 

“Has it crashed?” Theo asks. 

“Not sure,” Mace tries to reload the page when Luke mind links with us. 

“The tracker has gone out, we are mobilising a team, everyone get down here,” he says, and a pit of dread opens in my stomach. 

Mason throws on his clothes as Theo runs to wake up Deacon and Axe. 

“Do you think they hurt him?” I ask, my voice trembling with barely contained emotion. 

“It might just be a glitch after porting,” Mace says, but I can tell he doesn’t believe that. 

We run down the first set of stairs, through the hall, into the kitchen and then down the stairs into the basement. The room is a hive of activity as people port in and Raff’s second in command, Bryce, barks orders. 

Luke makes his way over to us with a sad look on his face. 

“This is bad,” he says, and the pit of dread in my stomach turns into a gaping cavern. 

“Harper will never forgive me if I got him killed,” Mason says, and I don’t need the bond to know how devastated he is at the thought of Archie coming to any harm.